Olivia's P.O.V:
Hi I'm Olivia. I live with my best friend Chloe and her mum. Her dad died whilst he was in the army. My parents died when I was two years old in a car crash. I was put into care and at the age of seven I was made to live with my aunt.
My aunt was horrible and used to beat me. I endured the pain until I was nine which was when I met my current best friend and moved in with her.
Now I am eleven I have recently learnt some new things. It first started when I walked in on Chloe's mum casting a spell. I was so intrigued and Chloe told me all about her family being witches and wizards.
My grandpa came and visited me after that and told me I was a witch. He also said this year I would be applying to Hogwarts. What is Hogwarts? I guess I will find out soon.
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"We both got in! Olivia! Listen! We both got in!" Chloe was jumping around waving two letters about. She awoke me from my slumber. "Chloe calm down! What are you on about?"
Chloe rolled her eyes and sat on the end of my bed. She handed me the letter. "Hogwarts, we got into Hogwarts!" There was that word again. Hogwarts. It made me think of a groundhog with warts. The thought of it made me shiver.
"Chloe erm what's Hogwarts?" Chloe gasped in shock. "You're serious aren't you?" I nodded. "Well it is a place for young witches and wizards such as yourself and I."
It sounded quite interesting. I asked her lots of questions to do with Hogwarts and what happened there. Now for the final question. "When are we going?" I was so excited to go, that if possible I would go right this second. "In two days."
For an eleven year old, two days is a long time. I tried to keep busy so that the days went faster because I was so excited to go.
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Everything was packed and we were ready to go, we said goodbye to Chloe's mum and got a taxi to the station as her mum had to go to work.
We arrived at the station and looked at our tickets. 9 and 3/4. There isn't a 9 and 3/4 is there?
We approached a member of staff and asked him "Can you point us to platform 9 and 3/4 please?" He looked at us and gave us a puzzled look. "There isn't a platform 9 and 3/4, are you kids feeling alright?" We nodded and walked away confused.
A red haired lady walked over to us. I turned around to speak to Chloe but she had gone over to speak to a black haired boy with glasses. "Sorry I couldn't help overhearing that you need to get to platform 9 and 3/4. Right over here; just through that wall."
She wants me to run into a wall? No chance. I will not lose my dignity and pride just so some woman can laugh at me. I saw two other red haired boys run straight through the wall. I rubbed my eyes. Was I seeing things?
I turned around and saw a blonde haired boy with a tall blonde man and a blonde woman. They must be his parents. Oh how I wish mine were here to see me off.
The boy was cute. I walked over to him to introduce myself. "Hi I'm Olivia." I put my hand out for him to shake it but he refused. His mum gave him a nudge and then he shook it. "I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy."
I looked at him right in his eyes. They were gorgeous, a light blue like the sky on a hot summers day. "Nice to meet you Olivia, I have to go." We said our goodbyes and went on our way, I went over to find Chloe. "Chloe we have to go! Our train is leaving soon!" She nodded and ran through the wall.
It was my turn next. I was really scared. What if it didn't work? What if I just hit my head and fall to the ground? I never take risks so maybe it's time to start? I ran at the wall and went straight through. Chloe was waiting to greet me on the other side.
We both headed onto the train and went in a carriage towards the middle. It seemed like the biggest one on the train. There was the black haired boy Chloe was talking to and a red haired boy next to him, Chloe sat next to the dark haired boy. I sat opposite him.
Two girls came into the carriage. "Sorry the other carriages are full. I hope you don't mind." The curly haired one said. There was another girl next to her with pretty straight hair. The curly haired girl spoke up again. "We best learn each other's names then."
I guess so. She obviously said hers first. "I'm Hermione Granger, this is my sister Tia." She said as she pointed to herself then at the other girl. "I'm Olivia." I piped up next. Then Chloe "Hi! I'm Chloe! I'm so glad I'm here!"
Chloe was always happy or so she seemed it. The dark haired boy started holding his forehead as if it was hurting. "Are you okay?" Chloe said. "Yes I'm fine, oh and I'm Harry Potter." Lastly it was the red haired boy who had been staring at Tia since she stepped into the carriage. "Hi I'm Ron. Ron Weasley."
Well everyone was acquainted. I heard a low shout, what is that? An elderly lady popped up in the aisle beside the carriage. "Anything from the trolley dears?" Harry pulled out some gold from his pocket. "Yes we'll take it all."
We all sat back and ate sweets and chocolate most of the way whilst chatting about ourselves. Tia didn't eat much and hadn't even spoke yet. It came my turn to talk about myself, just before Harry and obviously Tia.
I hesitated at first but continued. "Well I'm an orphan, my parents died in a car crash, I live with Chloe who is my best friend and her mum, she has a brother but he is already attending Hogwarts so we don't see him much."
I felt a little awkward telling people I have only just met that my parents had died. That was something I tell people after I have known them at least six months.
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A/N:
Hi guys so this is part one of my Harry Potter fanfic, this is dedicated to Olivia for her love of Draco Malfoy (Tom Felton) and Ron Weasley (Rupert Grint).
Tia, Chloe and Olivia are all based on real characters. Well they are real people I know...except Tia because that's me :D
Thankyou for reading. Please vote/comment and feel free to post any ideas you might have.
-Tia.
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